Secrets In the Alley

A lovers quarrel plays out in his mind this midnight argument in the shadows of the alley under crescent moonlight the cold damp air from the ground sneaking around each corner and into every crevice as he stares deep into those pale blue eyes his reflection in the alley window solely seen he searches for the appropriate words he opens his mouth soundlessly he cannot bring himself to knock his heartbeat resounding in his own ears he cannot make sense of these emotions darkness closes in around him as the fogs dampness tickles his skin his clammy hands fall as night takes over as he stands in awe of hiss unclaimable love